But it doesn't matter None of that matters The past can't be changed and in the present you are here and even though it becomes a worse and worse choice with every second that passes jumping RIGHT NOW is still the only choice, it has always been the only choice
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I don't know what's waiting for you when you jump A miraculous recovery without a scratch, perhaps, and a long and happy life thereafter Or a hell of shattered limbs, severed nerves, scars and blood and aches and twinge, sleepless nights of chronic pain and awful dreams
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Medals, honors, ribbons, a cheering crowd and a consensus of historians honoring your courage Or ignominy, hatred, spit and piss running down the lonely gravestone of a traitor and a coward Or no gravestone at all, a body eaten by buzzards and flies leaving no name behind
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I don't know You can't know All of that is for later Maybe it will end in an instant, too soon to notice, and all of this wondering will be for naught
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But you DO know You know where that plane is going That's all there is to know And no matter what, when the plane lands, you won't be on it That's all that matters That's all you need to know That's all the peace I can give you That's all the peace you need
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Take my hand, if you need it Imagine me here with you Imagine anything you need to imagine Imagine everyone you love, gathered in a circle, waiting for you to touch down, welcoming you back to earth, to safety Imagine everything will, somehow, be all right
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And then Shut up and get over yourself and FUCKING LET GO
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Sometimes you have to jump out of the plane
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